Mortar’s eyes opened with a start. His face throbbed in pain, but nothing was broken. At least the world stopped spinning more than it was supposed to. He got up upon realizing that he was back outside the demolished office. However, the door had been replaced with a barricade of lead and metal. The door had been good against a small bomb, but the new structure could hold against a blast that would take out the area of the whole base.
“Max,” he yelled at the speaker above him. “Max, open the hell up right now!”
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